1. My head hurts.
2. My dog
is becoming a gigantic pain in my rear lately. He used to be SUCH a good dog and now the older he gets he's turning into such a beast. I thought dogs were supposed to improve with old age? I used to be able to leave a Thanksgiving turkey on my coffee table and he would starve to death before he would touch it. Now he's acting like he's a stray, constantly digging in the trash and stealing food every chance he gets. And he weighs over 100 pounds so it's not like he's starving. Just now LG went to go outside and he plowed him down trying to beat him out the door. In. Out. In. Out. In. Out....he does this CONSTANTLY and barks his stupid head off when he's inside and wants out, or outside and wants in, approximately every 4 seconds. Arrrrrrrrrrrghhhh. See #1.
3. I have turned into someone I never thought I would be. At the end of September I'm going to a Scrapbooking Weekend at a hotel with my sister and her friends out of town. Now I can't make fun of her for doing such things if I am going to be doing them with her. I will not, I repeat WILL NOT EVER wear any kind of holiday sweater. This is not the first step of me becoming a Soccer Mom. I am still me. Funny, silly, quirky, independent, artistic, sarcastic ME. I am looking at it this way.
a. It will be nice to get away for the weekend
b. It will be nice to spend some time with her
c. I have a gazillion years of scrapbooks to get caught up on seeing as I haven't done one in uhmmmm at least 8 years
d. Perhaps now my child won't hate me when he grows up and sees documentation that I loved him
e. I will have lots to blog about
and
If they wear these or anything like these, I will leave immediately.
4. I wrote a little this weekend...my first draft is up to about 20,000 words. All I want to do is start on a new book, I am sick of this one. But I am not going to quit. Oh- and to anyone who is following (doubtful) my third/first person quandary, I am exclusively writing it in first now...which means I have about 70 pages to go back and completely re-write. Awesome.
5. I am going to make chicken and broccoli stir-fry for dinner and I am looking forward to it, seeing as I have eaten nothing but crap for the past couple of days.
6. I can't end on an odd number. Uhmm...Let's see. Oh. My hair is red again.
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And write write, write!
Edited at 2008-08-25 11:56 pm (UTC)
Dogs eat apples?
Like now.
Like 5 minutes ago.
With my christmas hat atop your red head.
*sticks tongue out at you*
...BRB...
http://pics.livejournal.com/sandrahoo/p
hmmm.... maybe a link will work?
...here - try this?
http://www.flickr.com/photos/15546273@N
have fun at your weekend. I seriously need to start working on my albums. :( bad mom.
Just a thought about this: all you want to do is start a new book... ok. You are sick of the other one but you won't quit... ok. Then put it in pause and do the one you want to do. It won't be quitting, just giving it the time it needs (too rhetorical? ;-). I'm not a writer, but a reader. When I was a teenager I used to finish reading all books, even if some of them were boring. Then I read from one of my favorite writers: "If you're bored reading a particular book, leave it. It means that that book wasn't written for you. Reading should bring you joy". Now I don't feel guilty if I had a mid-read book in my shelfs. Isn't this all about freedom and joy?
But I'm not a writer, so what do I know...
I'm glad that your going 1st person - I liked that in the little I've read!
2. Once again, it sounds as if my dog has been giving your dog Bad-Dog Lessons.
3. You know they WILL be wearing that scrapbooking sweatshirt there, don't you? They probably give them out at the door.